‘You have always told me your name was Ernest. I have introduced you to everyone as Ernest. You answer to the name of Ernest. You look as if your name was Ernest. You are the most earnest looking person I ever saw in my life. It is perfectly absurd your saying that your name isn’t Ernest.’
Ernest is engaged to two different women, neither of whom are aware he doesn’t exist. High japes, cucumber sandwiches and live jazz music ensue as Oscar Wilde’s most dazzling comedy is brought to life in Cambridge’s biggest garden party. You are warmly invited to the event of the (late nineteenth) century, in which nothing is ever quite as it seems. Or maybe it is. You’ll have to come and see for yourself.